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fandomtownies2016-08-07 09:03 am
shapethecentury) wrote in fandomtownies2016-08-07 09:03 am
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The Park, Sunday Morning
This morning, Bucky had woken up feeling off, somehow. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, and in another way he felt like maybe he shouldn't even try to. Seemed like bad news. If he ignored it, it might go away.
Sure. That was smart.
It was still pretty early, in particular for a Sunday, but he was taking a walk. Just a long walk across town, trying to get his head back on straight. He wasn't sure it was helping – Fandom wasn't exactly Brooklyn, now was it? But he was doing his best. And he was making his way across the park.
Until he stopped. "Well I'll be damned."
Flamingos. He wasn't sure why he was so surprised, and he knew even less about why it made him crack a damn smile. But he definitely knew that he now wished he'd had something on him to feed them with. Figured he was going to be standing here watching them for a while.
(open! whether you want to talk to Buck or just do other park things)
Sure. That was smart.
It was still pretty early, in particular for a Sunday, but he was taking a walk. Just a long walk across town, trying to get his head back on straight. He wasn't sure it was helping – Fandom wasn't exactly Brooklyn, now was it? But he was doing his best. And he was making his way across the park.
Until he stopped. "Well I'll be damned."
Flamingos. He wasn't sure why he was so surprised, and he knew even less about why it made him crack a damn smile. But he definitely knew that he now wished he'd had something on him to feed them with. Figured he was going to be standing here watching them for a while.
(open! whether you want to talk to Buck or just do other park things)